Monday, April 13, 2009

There is a world a universe of youIdealism, narcissism, pain, loveits all there, some ethereal fetid mixturewe drink ina bizarre dance, strange and beautifulShadows and lightswirled in harmony and measureno rhyme or reason, but existancein pure and simple formshapeless amazementat your self acclaimed dark heartyou speak as though its a barren ground, where no life can exist.I know He who carries the waterfor your gardenyou know Him well....and though invisible hands hold yourheart, you feel it too.we are but causalities of humanitywe are but dreamers of these dreamsa calamity in the eyes of fate